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"Fortunately, Marshal Oleg still opposes this kind of intention. He is still sober, and he is on the side of us businessmen. It is that Ticheren, too hateful. He came up with some bad ideas all day long, and was supported by the Central South government. But there is no way, Commander Victor trusted him and asked him to do it. Even many literati supported Ticheren's approach. We can only watch them mess around." The gentleman said helplessly.

They suddenly saw many people dressed as students running towards one place, this kind of behavior could not help but make Chebelin curious, feeling strange about this kind of behavior.Students who are not afraid of anything these days, what exactly is it that attracts their attention?

"That's great, just like the period of the Great Revolution I've seen in history. This is the democracy and the republic in my impression." Alisa murmured excitedly.

"Why, you don't plan to go to Zhongnan to join your fellow villagers?" Che Beilin joked.

"I'm definitely going. My fellow villager needs the help of people like me. With me, I will help him build a news system and build a propaganda position. And I can correct some of his mistakes and let him return to the The spirit of our motherland, not the concentration of power like those Russians." Alisa said happily, turning around.

"That's good." Che Beilin said with a smile.

"From what you're saying, aren't you two from Yongdalim? It's really strange. Sun Boyang is a thorough central provincial. It's not the same as you." Che Belin asked again suspiciously.

"The situation of the two of us is probably different..." Alisa scratched her golden hair and said.

"I don't know where this fellow Sun Boyang is from. I hope he's from a 'twister'. If it's from Desa or those places, it's inevitable..." Alyssa thought with fantasy.

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"Today, we will give another public lecture. The title is, "On the Internal and External Forms of My Yongdalim."

Weiss was wearing a straight blue military uniform, and he was not afraid of the crowds of people below despite his youthful majesty.Weiss's ambition has always been lofty, and he made a big oath since he was a child. Especially after he came into contact with Leszek's thought in Guangming Military Academy, his whole-hearted goal has long been devoted to the revolution without fear. up.

231 Meeting Father March Again

"I have braved Dalim, and the form is urgent. All comrades in the military academy should forge ahead and study for the future of Yongdalim." Weiss said seriously to the military school classmates, college students, progressives and spectators in the audience People said slowly.

The term "comrade" has been widely spread since the teachers and instructors of Zhongnan arrived in the southeast.Many students in military academies like to call each other comrades. Comrade is a democratic and progressive way of addressing people with the same aspirations. Naturally, these young people agree very much.

"In Yongdalim, there are many forces and warlords everywhere. To the west, there are the noble warlords of Simak in the north, central and south, and Grand Duke Nicholas entrenched in the southwestern province. To the north is the central puppet regime. Going to the extreme The North is the Northern Autonomous Government in collusion with the Ossus Empire. Just looking at the country, it is already in a mess. I can say unceremoniously that even in our Southern United Government, there are factions and warlords everywhere. " Weiss stepped forward and pointed at the map in front of the wooden board, and said seriously to everyone.

"Only looking at the country is already in chaos, and looking outside it makes people feel even more chaotic. The independence of Ropotia has plunged the west side of the republic into a huge crisis. The emerging Principality of Aseksan, no, It should be called a kingdom, and they are stationed at the border of Ropotia, ready to attack Ropotia at any moment, and seize the only lowland in the west."

After hearing these words, many military students also showed a serious look. There are many warlords in the country, and the factions are enough to make them worry.Looking abroad, the major forces seem to be eyeing Yongdalim, ready to take advantage of this ancient country's illness at any time to take his old life.

"The Kingdom of Asaixan has become the largest force in the Maro region since it merged with the Principality of Ovelia. Last year, they fought with the strongest empire on the mainland, our northern neighbor, the Ossus Empire. Unexpectedly, the Ossus Empire suffered a disastrous defeat in this battle, and was defeated by the Asekshan Kingdom at that time, and even their most proud puppet army was in crisis." Weiss pointed The westernmost point of the continent is the junction of the Ossus Empire and the Principality of Ovelia.

"Since then, the wave of war in the Kingdom of Asaikeshan has been out of control. They first conscripted a large number of troops and assumed a posture of conquering Ropotia westward. A war between the two principalities. The war between the Principality of Asekshan and the Anti-Asekshan Alliance has long been on the verge of breaking out."

"The Ossus Empire has shown a stale atmosphere. With the end of the Austrian-African War, Aseksan defeated the Ossus Empire with a small gram, forcing the empire to take the initiative to seek peace. A turbulent posture. Comrades, we must be vigilant. Once a crisis occurs in a huge empire, just imagine, if you were the rulers of the empire, would you try to launch another war abroad to ease internal conflicts?" Weiss looked around with sharp eyes, and continued to speak with great concentration.

"The battle with Asaikeshan proved that it is impossible to fight Asaikeshan again. Then, we are the only ones bordering Ossus." Weiss pointed to the north of Yundalim.

"The elite of Ossus gathered in the north, fighting against the wave of monsters in the northern forest all the year round, it can be called the elite of the entire empire. This army did not have time to return in the Austro-African War, and it is different now. The Northern Self-Government Government Already in collusion with the Ossus Empire, if..."

Weiss didn't continue talking, he thought that others should understand what he meant.Many people also showed nervous expressions, feeling a heavy sense of depression about Weiss' statement.

"However, I want to say that the crisis of the democratic republic lies neither internally nor externally, but in the south. I would like to ask comrades and friends to think about it. It has been a hundred years since the last continental war. It's been more than a year. The demons entrenched in the south of the mainland have been resting for more than 100 years." Weiss walked to the front of the table and said seriously with his hands on the table.

"The Continental War, isn't that just a myth?" Several military students asked wonderingly.

"No, we have to wake up. It's not a myth, nor a legend. It was a war, a war that swept across the entire Dawn Continent and eventually led to the fall of the southern part of the continent." Weiss raised his voice and continued.

"In the south, the demons have been resting for more than 100 years. They have not stepped into the north for more than 100 years, and have not shown their ferocity. Comrades, we must be cautious! If it happens at this time, they Prepare to go north to attack us again, it will be a war full of bloodshed and massacres! Comrades, be serious, liberate Quanyong Dalim as soon as possible, and rebuild democracy and republic of New Yongda!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The people below all applauded, and everyone excitedly walked up to the stage to shake hands with Weiss.Weiss has always had a high reputation among the students. He is humorous, enthusiastic and generous. He is also good at observing the political situation and the world, and he can always quickly share his unique insights on new situations for the students.Especially after he joined Demercotte later, his status among his classmates jumped up, and he has become the leader of his classmates in the military academy.

Since the establishment of the Demercotte General Assembly, there have been two factions indistinctly. One faction is headed by Oleg, representing the old-school officials and generals, and the moderate and reformist faction of general big businessmen.The other faction is the radical revolutionary faction headed by Ticheren. Most of them are young people and low-level military officials with active thinking and flexibility.In their eyes, Leszeker's policy may be a bit aggressive, but it is definitely worth emulating.They also advocate rent reduction and interest reduction, land reform, and the establishment of state-owned factories. lead.

The two factions have not turned their faces for the time being because of the external conflicts caused by warlords everywhere in the province and forces outside the province.But obviously, the Ticheren faction can't understand Oleg and the others, thinking that the old man's ideas are stale, and he can no longer understand the New Republic Movement.And Oleg and others were very dissatisfied with Ticheren's faction, thinking that these people had already been turned red by peasant bandits, and they were already "red turned elements".

Victor showed his vacillating side again at this time, and even had the idea of ​​internal struggle and arousing vitality.Indecision has always been a characteristic of Victor.The members of Leszek also tried their best to do this, and the United Ticheren sent members of Demerkot to write articles in the newspapers of Southeast Province, leading Victor to turn to the left.

"I say sir! Stop, sir!"

Supported by Alyssa, Chebelin walked forward to the stage, walked through the crowd and grabbed Weiss's shoulder and said.

"You said that the demons are coming, is that true?" Chebelin asked Weiss excitedly.

"Yes, I always think that sooner or later, the demons will come again. For this reason, we should be ready to defend the south of the mainland at any time, and watch the movements in the south seriously and cautiously." Weiss nodded and said.

"What's more, I also agree with Leszeker's point of view. Even after the liberation of Dalimu and the realization of a democratic republic, it should not stop. Be ready to bring the spark of democracy and republic to the whole north. , and even our compatriots in the South.”

"That's great." Chebelin murmured looking at Weiss's face.

"It's good to be young, energetic, and vigorous." Che Belin clutched his wound and almost fell when he finished speaking, but was lifted up by Alisa and Weiss with quick eyesight and quick hands.He was already too tired, and the injury he had suffered could not be easily healed at all.Even priests have to weigh how much magic it will take to save him.What he desperately needed now was rest, what he desperately needed was rest.

"Are you okay?" Weiss asked quickly.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired, I didn't rest on the way..." Che Belin apologized softly.

"Wes, what's going on?"

A gentle voice came from behind a few people. Alisa looked back and her first impression of the visitor was the image of a classic priest in an old movie she had seen before.But this priest seems to be a little different, there is kindness in his eyes, but also indomitable courage.Even people who saw this priest for the first time would definitely be able to guess that this priest must have a lot of stories.

"Father March, this gentleman seems to be ill." Weiss said hastily.

"Let me see. I have experience with these patients. I learned a little medical skill from Dr. Bai Luoen before."

As Father March moved forward, Chebelin finally saw the appearance of this priest.His body looks a bit bloated, which is probably caused by the hard life all the year round.He was wearing this black robe, with a small engraving of the sun god Emperor Polo hanging around his neck, and a small golden collar pin pinned to the chest of the priest's robe.His demeanor is gentle and kind, and he looks like a relative at first glance.But there is courage and seriousness hidden between his brows. It is obvious that this is an ascetic, a real Dipolo walker on the ground.

"Oh, it's a serious injury." Father March lifted up his clothes and said in surprise when he saw Chebelin's wound.

"However, it doesn't matter. Pay attention to rest and go to a doctor. You should be able to recover soon." Father March said again.

"You are probably a magician, right? Such a situation of controlling magic to maintain the wound is really exquisite. If you don't dislike it, then go to my house to rest." Father March comforted Chebelin.

232 The Last Journey

"I think you shouldn't refuse. Father March is from Central South, and we often call him the 'revolutionary priest'. He likes to help people, and he likes to save people. I think you can go to him to rest for a while Yes." Weiss also persuaded Chebelin who was lying on the ground.

"Then, I will trouble you." Che Beilin nodded and said with a sigh.

"Well, do you know someone from your newspaper?" Alisa suddenly asked Weiss.

"Yes, what's the matter, ma'am? Do you have anything to do?" Weiss asked suspiciously.

"I want to send a letter to Zhongnan...or it can be published in the newspaper. I want to find someone..." Alyssa said unwillingly.She knows that money must be needed to deliver letters or publish in newspapers, but unfortunately, that's all she lacks.If you mention articles, she has a lot of them in her head as a reporter.But if you ask her for money, I'm sorry, I can't get a penny out of it.

"It doesn't cost much to deliver the letter, so I'll pay for it for you. Ma'am, can you tell me, who are you planning to deliver the letter to? Is it a relative or a friend over there?" Weiss agreed again, and immediately said casually asked subconsciously.

"Write to Sun Boyang, he and I are fellow villagers, he knows me." Alyssa said with a grin.

It wasn't just Weiss who was confused, but Father March as well.In his memory, there was no such a blonde lady beside Sun Boyang...

Father March's residence is not big, or in other words, he doesn't have his own exclusive residence at all.In a dilapidated church outside the city, March and two other priests lived here.Pray and heal the people passing by, and provide them with a resting place for soul and body.Occasionally, they would go to Guangming City to spread Leszek's theory and spread the goodness of Zhongnan government to people.

"You are a very simple person." Chebelin said to Father March lying on a clean but old wooden bed.

This is a small room in the church, which is probably Father March's bedroom, or it may be a place where he specially entertains passers-by.The entire small room is plain and unadorned, with only a bed and a cabinet, a large sticker of the three main gods and a sticker with a Leszek painting style, and no other decorations.

"It's nothing. Before we settle down, even having such a place to rest is a luxury." Father March said to Chebelin with a smile. He brought another small box from the outside of the house and took it out. I took a small bottle of alcohol and a small ball of slightly dirty cotton.Che Belin immediately put his hands on the bed to make it easier for Father March. He knew this kind of treatment, and doctors at the bottom often treat people with traumatic infections in this way.It's amazing that before when Che Beilin got sick, he was treated directly by a priest, but this was the first time that his wounds were treated by low-level means.

Before the Southeastern Province decided to support Victor, they actually didn't even have a luxury to have a small church as a 'stronghold'.The previous priests went their separate ways, spreading ideas and culture in various parts of Southeast Province, and helping farmers and workers.Today I slept in a certain haystack, and tomorrow I managed to borrow a parishioner’s church to rest for a while, and the day after tomorrow I probably had to go to a blacksmith’s shop to find a floor.The warlords in the southeastern province hated them all. In their eyes, these priests brainwashed by peasant bandits were even more hateful than peasant bandits.Because of this, they always live in no fixed place and always want to run around.

But none of them backed down, and they all persisted until now.The ups and downs of life did not discourage them, but instead made them extraordinarily brave and move forward without fear of intimidation.So far, there are at least fifteen priests who have been infected by their actions and joined them.These priests communicated with each other, exchanged the latest situation of the Zhongnan government, and brought help to the local people.In their eyes, although the southeast has already moved towards democracy and republic, the warlords are now powerful, and each region is still intertwined with factions to oppress the people.Their task is to help the compatriots at the bottom get out of the clutches of the clutches, truly complete, and lead a happy life.

"Weiss has already called the pastor, just bear with it, and you'll be fine soon." Father March comforted Chebelin after wiping his wound.

"Father, why don't you chat?" Chebelin propped up his weak body and said to Father March.

"Chat? You should rest now." Father March said shaking his head.

"No, don't worry. I listen to you. You are from Zhongnan? You are doing well in Zhongnan. Why did you come to Southeast? Is it because there is also chaos there?" Che Belin asked with his hands in front of him. .

He has only a half-knowledge of the Zhongnan government until now, and all kinds of descriptions are deepening his impression of confusion.Whenever he asked whether the other party had been to Zhongnan, the answer he received was always no.This also made Che Beilin wonder all the time, what exactly is the Zhongnan government like?A gang of bandits, as some describe it, or a revolution, as others describe it?Today I finally met someone from Zhongnan, he must ask carefully to find out the situation.

"No, on the contrary. I came here because it's so good there." Father March said to Chebelin with a smile.

"I am a person who earnestly follows the teachings of Dipolo. Since a place is already a heaven on earth, everyone has shown a happy smile. Then I don't need to stay there and do nothing. Turn into the place of the kingdom of heaven, and lead the people there to walk on the road of happiness." Father March explained to Chebelin.

"But Southeast, isn't it already democratic?" Che Belin still asked suspiciously.

"No, that's not the case. Southeast Province seems to have moved towards democracy, but in fact it is still in a situation where the people are displaced. Warlords from all over the country are fighting. Today you beat me, tomorrow I beat him, and the day after tomorrow he beats you. For this reason they don't Spare no effort to squeeze the children under the pressure and bring pain and suffering to people." Father March said to Chebelin seriously.

"Therefore, my task is not over yet. I will work hard to spread the teachings and ideas, so that every compatriot will awaken and stand up bravely to resist the minions of the devil. Dipolo's glory is not rewarded, but earned by himself Just like what Di Polo said when he came down to earth: facing the devil, you can't sit still, but pick up your fork and fight him bravely." Father March said again.

"After the compatriots in the southeastern province live as happy as the compatriots in the central south province, I will go to the central province, to the west, to the north. To Ropotia, to the Maro region, to Osu Sri Lanka, and even the southern part of the mainland. When all the people live the same life, live a peaceful and happy life. Everyone has a smile on their face, and everyone spends their life in peace and returns to their own When I embrace. At that time, I will go to the top of the Eastern Mountain, and go to the place closest to Dipolo to shout, and I did it."

Father March's words made both Chebelin and Alisa fall into silence. Neither of them thought that this priest who was in poor health had such grand ambitions.Even if the current bishop is compared with him, the figure of Father March is enough to cover the bishop.Chebelin was shocked by Father March's words, his lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

"Then, I will throw away the dust of the world and live in seclusion on the eastern mountains. I will not accept the glory and wealth, and I will not accept the fame that flocks to me. I will spend my life quietly. All my prayers, I hope that all these can be passed on for a long time and persevere." Father March said calmly again.

That was his plan, his plan.Prior to this, Sun Boyang originally planned to ask Father March to serve as the local bishop of the Central South region, but Father March refused.He had been a top student in the seminary and a student of the cardinal, and he could have had a great career, a bright future.At that time, he dismissed the glory and wealth, and resolutely went to the countryside to serve the humblest peasants.There is always no one else in his heart, only to save Quan Yongda's compatriots from the sea of ​​suffering.

"God said, you will pull out the teeth of the dragon, and you will trample the lion under your feet." Alisa said softly.

"This is the inscription of a very famous novel I have read. I read it subconsciously after hearing your story." Alisa said with a little embarrassment, her face flushed slightly again.

"It's a good sentence, just like what you said. I will follow Dipolo's wishes, pull out the teeth of all evil dragons that intend to harm my compatriots, and trample under my feet all fierce lions that break free." March The priest smiled and said, as if he liked Alisa's words very much.

"Sun Boyang, what kind of person is he?" Alisa asked curiously again.

"It's too embarrassing for me to describe it in just a few words." Father March nodded to Alisa with a wry smile and said helplessly.

"Probably, there is only such a word to describe him. To be honest, when I saw Sun Boyang for the first time, I almost thought he was the divine envoy in the scriptures. But as we talked later, I felt more and more that even if he could not use the divine envoy If you want to call him, he is definitely a great brother priest. If you have to describe him in one sentence, then he (that is, his thoughts) can probably be called..." Father March hesitated for a while Said.

"The hope of all mankind."

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"Alisa, I have a plan." Lying on the bed, Che Beilin said to Alisa who was concentrating on drawing an imaginary portrait of Sun Boyang with piercing eyes.

"I'm going to Zhongnan."

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"Are you serious? Go now? Don't you plan to ask in the southeast? Didn't you say that you plan to deal with the drought in the southeast first?" Alisa stopped her hands and asked curiously.

"Time is waiting, there is no time to delay." Che Beilin shook his head and said.

"In my opinion, it is useless to stay in the southeast. The mixed situation here is not inferior to that in the southeast. Warlords from all over the country are waiting for the opportunity to rise and annex each other. This Commander Victor will also be able to control Guangming City and its surrounding areas. Area, other things, he can't do anything." Chebelin said with a sigh.

"Since it is already a scene of warlord chaos, how can Commander Victor give me enough funds for use? I am afraid that he is powerless, so he can only encourage him verbally. Drought waits for no one, we can't wait, we must treat it as soon as possible Other compatriots," Chebelin said as he stood up.

"Then is there any hope in going to the Zhongnan Government?"

Alisa recalled some sci-fi movies she had seen before, in which there were often plots in which other people entered the indigenous people to dominate one side.Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hesitate again, what if Sun Boyang is like this?According to the concept of her time, it is natural that a conservative identity like Sun Boyang will not be strictly hidden, but exposed and searched with great fanfare.But in this way, her identity may be exposed very easily...

"This is the last hope." Chebelin said, staring at the ceiling.

"If you treat the drought there as a trifle, then there's no need to go elsewhere. As for the Southwest, you don't even need to think about it. There's no need to think about it at all." Che Beilin smiled contemptuously.

"What about your wound?" Alisa asked again.

"It's okay, as long as you rest properly, there shouldn't be any problems." Che Belin gritted his teeth and said.

"Is it enough?" Alyssa shook her head and didn't think Chebelin's wound was so optimistic.If such a serious injury is released to the earth without first treatment, it will basically not be too far from death.It's the same over there, let alone here.If it wasn't for Che Beelin's hard life, he should have died in the central province long ago.

"The pastor is also very difficult to save. It is a miracle that I survived after being hit by the magister with all his strength." Che Belin also said with a wry smile.

"Let's go to Zhongnan." Che Beilin sat up and said to Alyssa.

"Okay." Alisa helped Chebelin walk to the door, and sighed helplessly.This gentleman and her fled here from the central province with you. Although they are people from two worlds, they have developed some friendship to some extent.Judging by Che Bielin's appearance, he probably went to Zhongnan to treat the drought with the determination to die. Even though his wound could have been healed, but how much strength and "life" he still has after high-intensity casting, that's all. It's hard to say.

"Do you have a wish?" Alisa asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Che Beilin asked back in a daze.

"That's right, wish. Is there anything you want to do but haven't done yet? I can help you accomplish it in the future." Alisa said with a slight smile.

"That's still there." Chebelin and Alyssa walked out of the church, and continued after being silent for a while on the steps.

"Magic is not something illusory, nor is it a mysterious miracle. It is a 'knowledge' that our Yongdalim magicians have gradually accumulated and gradually studied for thousands of years."

"For thousands of years, due to imperial power and government, wars and disputes, countless magicians have been unable to calm down to study magic and further develop magic into the path of learning. My dream is to truly present magic in front of the world I want everyone to understand that he is not mysterious, nor is he a mysterious revelation. This is just knowledge that everyone can master." Chebelin said to Alisa.

"But don't magicians need talent?" Alisa asked curiously.

"It is necessary, but it's not that important. Acquired magic learning is extremely critical. How far you can go depends entirely on your learning ability and reaction ability." Che Belin said with a smile.

"Talent, the ability to sense elements is just a key. After the key opens the door to the endless library, you have to work hard to read one by one."

"Then do you think I can be a magician?" Alisa pointed to herself and said self-recommendation.

"You?" Chebelin held back a smile and looked at Alisa's face and said.